Chapter 287

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Boss Lu, what you said makes perfect sense, but listening to it I still feel something's off."

Zhu Chang scratched the back of his head and said with a puzzled expression.

He subconsciously touched his own round belly, and his stomach very cooperatively let out a "gurgle-gurgle" sound, causing the diners behind him to burst into laughter.

How could Lu Feng not know the little calculations in these foodies' hearts?

Nothing more than hoping to wait a few minutes less and eat his food a bit sooner.

That wall clock really is five minutes slow.

But his daily business hours have never been wrong.

After all he still has his mobile phone, and the time on the phone surely can't be wrong.

Every day he also starts business punctually according to the time on his phone.

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These few minutes before business starts each day are often when diners feel the wait most unbearable.

Especially for Boss Qian, who came to Jiangcheng to catch a flight today and only ate a random bite for lunch.

He felt every second was exceptionally long.

In just a few minutes he had checked his watch no fewer than ten times.

Anyone who didn't know would think he was deliberately showing off that big gold watch he was wearing.

Hu Xiaoyun walked out from the shop, lowered her head and glanced at the time on her phone.

Right now the time had just hit exactly nine o'clock; she cleared her throat and shouted at the diners: "Business hours have arrived! Please everyone order in sequence."

The moment her words fell, a large crowd of diners rushed into the shop with quick steps.

Hu Xiaoyun hurriedly dodged to the side.

Watching this scene, she couldn't help recalling her previous part-time job at a supermarket.

In the supermarket, every evening near closing time, the day's unsold vegetables would be sold at a discount, half the usual price.

Whenever this time came, quite a few grandpas and grandmas would run over from far away to snatch the bargain vegetables.

The moment the discount time hit, those grandpas and grandmas would swarm in, afraid of being a step slower than others.

Usually they walked slow and leisurely one by one, but once that time came their legs and feet were comparable to young people's.

Among the people before her eyes, there were also quite a few wearing suits and ties, looking like polite urban white-collar workers.

And those who looked frail and delicate, gentle soft girls.

Once business hours arrived, these people seemed like different persons, their legs and feet nimble enough to rival professional athletes.

One must say, these people and those grandpas and grandmas she had seen snatching bargain vegetables in the supermarket before were simply cut from the same cloth.

"Everyone don't panic, mind safety, one by one!"

Hu Xiaoyun hurried forward to maintain order.

After the first few people ordered, as usual they very consciously stood to the side and quietly waited for their food.

The line slowly inched forward, and soon it was Zhao Zhenhui and Boss Qian's turn.

Zhao Zhenhui looked at Hu Xiaoyun behind the counter and said in a very familiar tone: "Xiao Yun, one portion of Dongpo Pork Knuckle today."

He had already waited over an hour, watching through the kitchen window those plump big pork knuckles inside.

Just thinking about the melt-in-the-mouth texture of the knuckle later, the saliva in his mouth almost couldn't be held back.

"I also want one portion of knuckle, right, can I also have one portion of rice?"

Boss Qian followed close behind, his voice carrying a few points of urgency as he asked.

Hu Xiaoyun subconsciously glanced toward the kitchen and asked Lu Feng who was busy inside: "Boss, can our rice be ordered extra?"

"Yes, rice 20 per portion."

Lu Feng nodded in the kitchen.

Rose Xianglu Rice yesterday was always sold paired with Stir-fried Pork with Chili.

But today's Dongpo Pork Knuckle, if eaten together with rice, is equally a perfect pairing.

He ate it exactly like this today.

And this week's Red Braised Pork, Lion's Head are also very suitable for eating with rice.

If only bound to Stir-fried Pork with Chili, that would be a bit of a waste.

"Great, then give me one portion of Dongpo Pork Knuckle plus one portion of rice."

Hearing Lu Feng's answer, Boss Qian instantly beamed with joy.

You know, Dongpo Pork Knuckle all have soup/juice.

That thick soup/juice poured over rice, that is truly a perfect match.

Zhao Zhenhui heard and also immediately added without hesitation: "Then I also want one portion of rice."

At noon when Lu Feng treated guests, he had already tried rice combined with other dishes.

Xianglu Rice was originally fragrant and appetizing; no matter which dish it was paired with, the flavor was elevated another level.

"Okay, please wait."

Hu Xiaoyun smiled and nodded, operating the ordering machine swiftly.

Lu Feng in the kitchen had already entered "battle state"; right now he didn't have a single idle moment.

Every day, the period right after opening for business is often his busiest time.

Before opening for business today, he had already braised a large pot of pork knuckles in advance.

But judging by the number of diners outside, this one pot of pork knuckles definitely won't be enough.

He needs to get the next pot of pork knuckles made in advance as soon as possible.

With the system's max-level technique at his disposal, making Dongpo Pork Knuckle is not complicated for him.

But from washing to preparation, every step of the pig's trotter has many particularities.

He absolutely won't be like some chefs in restaurants who, the moment there are many people and pressure to serve dishes, cook in a sloppy, careless manner.

The current Lu Feng has long since engraved the two words "meticulous" into his very bones.

What he must ensure is that the taste of every single portion of pork knuckle is exactly the same.

Before long, Hu Xiaoyun came out of the kitchen carrying two trays; the Dongpo Pork Knuckle and Rose Fragrant Dew Rice on the trays were steaming with heat.

"You two, your Dongpo Pork Knuckle and rice are ready."

She gently placed the trays on the counter, facing Zhao Zhenhui and Qian Laoban, the two of them, and said with a smile.

The two had been waiting rather impatiently for a while; almost simultaneously they snatched the trays off the counter and walked quickly to the window seats in the hall and sat down.

Tonight's Dongpo Pork Knuckle is very eye-catching to the diners.

As Zhao Zhenhui and Qian Laoban carried their trays through the hall, they attracted sidelong glances from the queuing diners one after another.

The plump, thick pork knuckle lies in the center of the plate.

Although each portion has only one pork knuckle, the size is not small; estimating, it weighs at least over two jin.

The surface of the pork knuckle glistens with an amber-colored oil sheen; thick sauce flows down along the creases of the knuckle, forming a ring of dark red soup juice at the bottom of the plate.

Under the pork knuckle there is also a bed of scalded lettuce leaves, just right to set off the knuckle as even more glistening and tempting.

The shape of the pork knuckle is no different from those sold in other restaurants, only the size is larger, and it looks even more fatty and delicious.

This Dongpo Pork Knuckle truly is a blessing for meat-eaters.

"This presentation is really not bad, I give full marks!"

Qian Laoban looked carefully at the pork knuckle in the plate and nodded in satisfaction: "Worthy of Boss Lu's culinary skill; just looking at this appearance it's already much better than what I've eaten before!"

"All customers who ordered Dongpo Pork Knuckle, the boss specifically instructed: please enjoy immediately after the knuckle is done, but you can also wait ten minutes before eating!"

Hu Xiaoyun at the counter side suddenly shouted loudly at the diners sitting in the hall.

Zhao Zhenhui and Qian Laoban, just about to pick up their chopsticks and eat, both froze in unison.

Could it be this Dongpo Pork Knuckle actually has two ways to eat it?